Oh my god, why didn't I think of such a useful thing before? Song Tan instantly regretted: If I had known it earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.
But it doesn't matter, buy it today. It's just a crusher, there are many choices for those who sell agricultural machinery in town!
But before that, the seventh cousin also gave instructions:
"Tan Tan, you are very strong. Go clean up your old cellar and then go down to get this jar of wine."
This old cellar is naturally not used specifically for storing wine. Instead, the older generation had experienced hunger and famine, and due to the limited conditions at the time, they could not buy things at any time, so every household had a cellar for storing grain.
Song Tan still remembers that when he was a child, this cellar was basically used to store sweet potatoes. And it was not in the yard, but on the slope behind the house.
But unlike the urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for the children, it does not bring a sense of happiness with a full warehouse, but the grass crawlers (a kind of insect with many legs) crawling back and forth in the cellar...
It is indeed full of shadows.
Song Tan cleared his throat: "Okay!"
Wu Lan was a little surprised: "That sweet potato cellar has not been used for more than ten years, uncle, you still remember it!"
Looking at Song Tan again, you also smiled brightly: "Uncle, it's nothing, just tell him."
This works!
As soon as I left, Sheng Maoxin's face fell:
A thousand thoughts were running through my mind, and on the other side, Song Sancheng was also extremely embarrassed.
It doesn't matter if the brain is bad, digging sweet potatoes requires brains. Poor parents in heaven!
After hearing Song Sancheng talk about my son's gift, Zhou Maozhu knew that the boy was really smart. He could accept it.
Firstly, my family hasn't planted that many sweet potatoes for many years, and secondly, the entrance to the sweet potato cellar is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything like that. It all depends on the rope, which is only suitable for children or thin people to go down.
Let the children stay in the provincial capital to start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.
I rubbed my hands awkwardly: "Just think about it, they are almost the same age, I should listen more and talk less."
Why would you go to someone else's house to eat a meal when you're asking for help? Besides, the things at Song Tan's house are so expensive...
Sheng Mao saw this and hurried over: "Uncle, is everything alright?"
Zhou Maozhu was thinking about what we would think when Tan Tan came back.
Song Sancheng's face turned red with shame and he agreed repeatedly, but he was no match for Zhou Maozhu, so he turned back and went back to call for help.
Wow!
Sheng Maoxin’s first thought was not to agree.
Although life is getting better and better now, the bitterness of youth can be wiped out with just a few words.
This works!
While worrying about my driver's license.
Anyway, no one should waste that bad wine.
You just advised: "After a while, when the tea leaves come out, Uncle Zhou will have to fry the tea leaves for our family. It's worth treating people to a drink."
You spoke in a very nervous tone, obviously just for fun, and your cousin laughed at you: "He is obsessed with money."
"He said that no matter how much you earn, you have to be down-to-earth, right? Tianyu, I earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month, and I've been working for 28 years. When you ask my mom, I find that I only have a few cents on hand - how can I live?"
Especially since I don’t have a working kid in my family!
Now that your cousin has brought it up, you're really surprised.
Besides, you are such a bad guy, why did you invite Tan Tan and me to dinner
"Oh, by the way, tell your aunt to stop cooking and come to your house to eat in the evening. Some of the wine brewed later was just released from the cellar this morning, so come and have a drink with your father."
Song Sancheng then gritted his teeth and said, "Tan Tan, he has no skills and little experience now. You thought that your son seemed to be a little proud in there, so you asked him to come over for a meal and give him some pointers..."
Who's peach banquet includes eating plain noodles
My cousin also sighed.
When I saw Song Sancheng's tangled look at that time, I immediately felt the same way.
Song Tan expressed regret: "Ah, the timing is right. If Brother Yan Ping was still here, and if these people were still fishing, we could buy the bait on the spot and make some money."
After all this trouble, Zhou Maozhu was worried that the bad boy in the sweet potato cellar had done something wrong, but he also knew what the situation was.
The big fish fry were just released outside the pond. If it wasn’t for the strong liquor, they would still be dizzy and float in the pond!
Song Tan comforted me: "Grow less grains next year, so we won't have any bad wine by then."
In fact, when other people dug the grain cellar, their brothers helped them. But when the Song family dug the cellar, Sheng Maoxin was still married, and Song Xiaofang was already out at an old age, so there were not enough strong laborers outside the family...
Although the metaphor is very appropriate, it is not really the case outside of my heart.
Sheng Mao laughed: "Forget about feeding the fish."
"He, um... Don't he and Tan Tan have time tonight? Why don't they come to your house for dinner?"
Normally, it is used, and it is also thought of. Nowadays, the wine is so bad, let alone digging out the sweet potato cellar from memory, if it is not there, a cousin can order it to dig one now!
"You don't know anything. You were the one who arranged for him to marry Bacheng! Besides, when his father hired someone to dig the cellar, he also asked you to cook."
…
What's more, that thing is supposed to be drunk every day, and drinking too much is the worst.
"We have a few pounds of wine left..."
Besides, this wine is strong enough. If all the people drink it together, it will probably consume a lot.
So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically stopped going out and gradually became neglected.
Song Meide wasted two kilograms of flour and caught two fish, then came to ask me to prepare two dishes and accompany him as a guest...
"Don't worry about making a nest for now. That tank is full of bad things. Save it for feeding pigs, chickens, ducks, and fish."
"Something's wrong, Dad."
Zhou Maozhu instantly became alert, thinking that he had heard that Maozhu's son had returned - maybe he was going to introduce a date to Tan Tan!
"I'm happy to come back. You two old bones, even if you squeeze all the oil out of them, you can still come up with this down payment. What should I do? What should I do with my home?"
At the same time, I was thinking that if Wulan passed away and I did, it would be embarrassing to tell others about it! I would have to save my face...
Zhou Maozhu went out in response, but saw Song Sancheng walking out of the yard. He looked at me with some bad intentions:
But Sheng Mao did say that.
It is not difficult for an older person to struggle in a small city. It would be like coming home to help you dig sweet potatoes!
Just thinking about it, I feel so sad inside!
Divide a little from that, a little from that, and now there are only a few dozen kilograms left.
But Qiao Qiao's situation, asking you to come back would be a burden. That's why he endured it weakly and persuaded Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.
My mind was full of thoughts, and the vat full of sorghum and rice was still in my mind.
Xiao Jia was chatting happily when he suddenly heard someone shouting from the door: "Eighty percent, eighty percent!"